Yi Huang hung up the phone and was unsettled, and called home again. Father Yi was surprised when he answered the phone, his son has not been so clingy since he became an adult, why did he call back for two days in a row, something happened?

"Dad, has the bell in our house really never rang?" Yi Huang asked.

The Yi family has an ancient bell, which is said to have been passed down for more than 200 years. This bell has never rang, but it is recorded in the ancient books of the Yi family that this bell will ring, and it is called "Eight Bells". Since there are numbers in front, there may be one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, and there may be nine, ten, and so on, but the Yi family only has this "eight bells", and they haven't found anything similar for so many years.

What magical powers does this ancient bell have? The Yi family didn't know. For so many years, it was regarded as a symbolic thing. Later, when this Tongshan Cultural Association was established, the Yi family made a reduced replica in the shape of an ancient bell as a souvenir, and it was divided into several types. What Yi Huang gave to Qin Qing was copied by the Yi family according to the ancient bell one by one, and even the weight was accurate to milligrams. There are some feng shui masters who like to use replicas of the Yi family's ancient bells, which are said to be able to check the qi and observe the wind.

But even in the hands of a feng shui master, the Yi family bell never rang.

Father Yi listened to Yi Huang's words, and he was not calm, and got up and said, "You wait." He went to find Grandpa Yi, and the bell was placed at the head of Grandpa Yi's bed.

Grandpa Yi touched the ancient bell, this bell was still his bedside toy when he was a child, and he couldn't be more familiar with every penny. He sighed, "Maybe it's not that the bell won't ring, but that we can't hear it." ”

Father Yi was silent. Although the Yi family can also be called a little familiar with the five elements of yin and yang, if you want to say that the descendants of the Yi family have special talents in this area, there is no one.

is Yi Huang, who has also been interested since he was a child, and then after practicing hard, he can be regarded as able to check the qi and observe the wind. Being able to see the wind and clouds and perceive changes in the aura is already a rare talent.

"That girl, maybe that's the end of this bell." Grandpa Yi said.

Yi's father said: "You just give this thing to others, and people may not want it." ”

It's not a lie, the Yi family Guling is really not a pretty thing. I once invited cultural relics appraisal experts to look at it, and the results said that if you add the age, it is somewhat valuable, but first, the age is too recent, second, the preservation is too bad, and third, I can't see what it is used for. If the Yi family wants to sell it, then they must first send it to the cultural relics institute for specific identification, boasting a little taller, maybe there is hope.

Dad Yi is not a pity, he can understand Grandpa Yi's thoughts. This ancient bell is a thing that has been passed down in the family for several generations, Grandpa Yi has a deep affection for it, and almost regards it as a sentimental sustenance for his parents, Yi's father remembers that Grandpa Yi told him, saying that when this bell was a child, his grandfather, that is, Grandpa Gaozu, teased Grandpa Yi with this bell, saying that he would buy him candy to eat when he shook his voice. So Grandpa Yi grabbed this bell when he was a child, and shook it, shook it, shook it, and shook it...... Shake until he is sensible, he will not be deceived by this, and he will not shake the sugar.

After the previous elders passed away, this Gu Ling, who had accompanied the Yi family for several generations, became Grandpa Yi's nostalgia for his father.

Now that he finds out that this ancient bell is a pearl in the Yi family, Grandpa Yi wants to send it to the hands of someone who can use it, so as not to make the treasure dusty.

Father Yi is afraid that this thing is valued by their own family - in fact, few of their own children and grandchildren value it, even if they want to sell it for money, they think that it is not old enough to sell it at a high price. Take it away and give it away, what should people do if they don't want it? What to do if you dislike it?

It's also a "treasure" that I've seen for many years, and if I give it away casually and others don't cherish it, it will be even more uncomfortable.

Grandpa Yi frowned and thought for a while, and said, "You let the eldest grandson come back and send this thing to others, doesn't it mean that there is an old professor over there who studies this?" If you talk about the origin, you can say that it is for people to study. If you see it, it's not too late to mention it. "If people don't like it, move back.

Yi's father called Yi Huang and asked him to bring the bell at home.

"If you can really hear the sound, ask what the bell is for that girl?" When Dad Yi said it, Grandpa Yi was next to him with a look of anticipation, he hadn't heard of it at this age, so he had to ask clearly.

Yi Huang agreed to come down and go home to get the bell.

Here, Qin Qing is also studying this bell. She used to think of this thing as a gadget, and she didn't take it seriously, but now that she finds something strange, of course she can't take it lightly.

She showed the bell to Professor Shi, but Professor Shi couldn't tell what it was.

"This beast up there looks like a prison." Pu Lao, the fourth son of the dragon, is always on the clock, so that the bell rings loudly and brightly.

"Mr. Yi said that this bell is made in imitation of the 'eight bells'." Qin Qing said.

"Baling ......" Professor Shi really hadn't heard anything about Baling, he held it in his hand and tried it, and then went to get a small scale to weigh it, "Three, two, three." ”

Professor Shi took a picture of the bell and promised to look for the information for her, and he said, "It's just that this shape looks like a bell, not a bell." ”

"Bell?" Qin Qing held up the bell to look at it, probably because it was too small, so she always thought it was a copper bell, "Then it's a copper bell?" ”

"Hmm." Professor Shi nodded, "It's made of pure copper, so you can see that the color is different." ”

She thought the color was plated, "Then it's called the eighth bell, isn't it the eighth bell?" ”

"Possibly." Professor Shi wrote "suspected to be a chime" on the photo.

Two days later, Yi Huang actually contacted Professor Shi directly and said that he wanted to bring the eight bells at home to the professor for identification. Professor Shi called Qin Qing over.

Seeing the eight bells on the table with her own eyes, she really didn't recognize it.

The main thing is that it's too ugly.

The body of the eight bells is only the size of an orange, the animal ears on the nose of the bell are gone, and the patterns on the upper and lower parts of the bell body are grinding and disappearing, and the whole body is dusty.

Professor Shi was weighing eight bells, "Nine, two, nine." ”

Qin Qing took out his copy bell, "This is three, two, three." ”

Yi Huang said: "The proportions are reduced, and the patterns on it are all restored later, and they can't be seen clearly before." "He also took out one himself, which is much older than Qin Qing's, but it can be seen that it is the same." At that time, my dad gave each of our children a toy. I still have this one, and the others don't know where to lose it. ”

Professor Shi promised to study Baling for the Yi family, and wrote a power of attorney on both sides.

When the two of them were discussing the power of attorney, Qin Qing put his hand on the eight bells, Yi Huang looked back and said, "You're welcome, just touch it." When we were kids, we used it as a ball. ”

Professor Shi smiled and said, "Your family really doesn't take it seriously, I think it's hundreds of years old." ”

Yi Huang said: "The main thing is that my grandfather has always wanted to know where it came from, which has become the obsession of the old man." ”

After writing the power of attorney, Yi Huang came over to see that Qin Qing was still putting his hand on the eight rings, the curiosity that had accumulated since receiving that call had long been unbearable, he asked, "How do you feel?" ”

Qin Qing said, "It's cold. ”

Professor Shi said later: "It has been determined that the eight bells are indeed bells, but other bells don't know where to go." You think it's cool because it's also pure copper. He also plans to knock the end of the eight bells to test the purity, and it is estimated that the purity will not be low.

It's not that cold, it's the coldness of a person's hand on it.

Yi Huang and Qin Qing came out of Professor Shi together, and he asked Qin Qing if he wanted to go to the exhibition. Two days after he went home to get the bell, the exhibition was over.

Qin Qing said, "You can't watch it, right? ”

"The things haven't been shipped away yet, you want to see me take you in and see it." Tell me how the eight bells ring. ”

Qin Qing wanted to go and see if there were any rare things in the exhibition, and she also wanted to ask Yi Huang if she could take some photos and come back, so that the paper she handed over to Professor Shi this year would have content!

It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, Qin Qing saw that the afternoon class was nothing, so she called Si Yuhan and asked her to help ask for leave, and she followed Yi Huang to the museum.

When he was about to arrive at the museum, Qin Qing saw the entrance of the parking lot, pointed and said, "It was on the second floor there that I heard the bell ring." ”

"Over there?" Yi Huang stretched out his head and glanced out, and turned the car directly over.

Qin Qing felt strange from before, thought for a while, and didn't speak.

Yi Huang explained: "Just go in and take a look." ”

The car turns in and goes down the ramp. The first floor is still full, no different from other parking lots, and when he turns to the second floor, Yi Huang feels it, and the wind blowing up from the passage mouth carries yin qi.

He slowed down and let the car slowly slide in. Turning his head, he saw that Qin Qing had already taken out the bell and held it in his hand.

This layer is very dark, and there are lights on it, but it is much darker than the previous layer, and you can barely see your fingers. The wheels gently ran over the ground, and there were not many cars parked on either side, all covered with a thick layer of dust.

Halfway through, Qin Qing heard the bell again, crisp and pleasant.

The body of the bell sways gently, making it seem that the person holding it is unconsciously moving, rather than the bell itself.

She looked at Yi Huang and saw that he was still staring outside, and didn't seem to notice that the bell had already rang.

At this time, the car had slowly driven out, and the bell disappeared.

After driving outside, Yi Huang glanced back and asked Qin Qing, "Did it ring just now?" ”

Qin Qing nodded.

His face sank.

"Let's go, let's go to the exhibition first." He said.

The second hall of the museum is closed, and a line has been drawn at the door. The exhibits inside are being boxed. Yi Huang led Qin Qing in, she took her mobile phone to look at one by one, and really saw a lot of things that she had only seen in books.

"Can I take pictures?" She asked.

Yi Huang said: "Yes, you can shoot, don't use flash." ”

Qin Qing just took a picture to his heart's content.

Until four o'clock, he didn't urge Qin Qing. When she was satisfied, she took her out and said, "Can I invite you to dinner?" ”

Qin Qing said: "Then what's embarrassing? It's time for me to invite you. ”

Yi Huang said: "Actually, I want to ask you for help." ”

Qin Qing thought that it was a copy of the eight bells that would ring, and it was indeed related to this, but it was much more complicated than she thought.

"You said give me that bell?!" She put down her knife and fork, "Isn't that your family heirloom?" ”

Yi Huang said: "What heirloom? No one in the family actually thinks so. Don't worry, my grandfather doesn't want to waste this thing at home. ”

Qin Qing said, "Just because I said I heard it ring?" ”

Yi Huang nodded.

Qin Qing couldn't accept it, "This is too child's play!" ”

Yi Huang said: "It's not child's play. It's been in our house for over 150 years and no one has ever heard it ring. Not to mention that the sound is copied, you can hear it, it means that you have a relationship with it, at least deeper than our fate, my grandfather means this, he has a deep affection for it, as long as you can tell him how it sounded after hearing it. ”

"How did it sound...... Qin Qing recalled for a moment, and imitated: "It's just a very light bell, bell, bell, bell......"

Yi Huang listened carefully, and after listening for a while, he felt that his heartbeat was faster.

It's the rhythm! This rhythm!

"You wait!" He took out his phone, "I'll record it, and you can learn it again." ”

Qin Qing took a deep breath and took it seriously: "Bell, bell, bell, bell......"

Yi Huang felt that when Qin Qing was imitating, it was not the bell ringing, but the bell ringing! Moreover, she unconsciously used her anger, and now no one in the whole restaurant is talking. Others may not hear at all, but they are affected!

He hurriedly shouted to stop and poured Qin Qing a glass of water, "How is it?" ”

Qin Qing was a little in a trance, as if he had just entered a mysterious realm, and now that he came back to his senses, the surrounding sounds poured into his ears.

"It's okay......" She held the copy of the eight bells and shook it subconsciously.

Yi Huang felt the aura around him fluctuate, like a wave hitting him.

Hachizu...... Is it the magic weapon of communicating yin and yang?